I hurried away, for my eyes were filling with tears, and I did not want
you to see. In the entry, as I precipitated myself from the room, I
almost cannoned into John, your servant. Embarrassed but zealous, he got
out of my way, and opened the front door for me. Then, in this fugitive
instant, as I looked at him through my tears, a light suddenly flooded
the old man’s face. In this fugitive instant, I tell you, he recognised
me, the man who had never seen me since my childhood. I was so grateful,
that I could have kneeled before him and kissed his hands.
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